Posts tagged work
Posts tagged work
That owl is mine. I’ve claimed it. #work #owl
Spending the next 2 days at a seminar entitled “The Spirit Of Caregiving” where I’ll apparently be discussing the philosophy of the fucks I do not give.
I may start a revolution, people.
So much. #work #ecards
Just hangin’ around…and shit. #owls #work #tgif
What if we all started a trend where we decide Monday is the most wonderful day of the week?
I’m so glad it’s Monday! After a relaxing weekend, I’m starting over fresh and rested and filled with positive intentions. What better way to start fresh than the beginning of the work week.
Morning walk with the dog.
Freshly brewed Bustelo.
Everything bagel with…everything!
I’m so ready for this day, I’m nearly sprinting out the door.
(No on really sprints other than marathon runners and thieves, but you get the idea)
Who cares that the large mocking traffic update along the highway is advising that the next 8 miles is going to take me 26 minutes to get through? Not I!!
Who cares that my car nearly got plowed by an F250 that thinks the speed limit in a garage is 45 MPH? Not this girl!
Does it bother me that I arrived with 5 messages waiting for me from just this morning? Each slightly sillier and more incompetent than the last? Nope!
You know why?
Because today…is Monday. And Mondays are fucking fantastic.
Set the trend, people. It must be true. Because the hashtag says so.
It’s like every asshole in the building is eager to prove how much nonsense they can fit into one single morning. Is it lunchtime yet? FAK.
It’s nearly 11AM and I’m drinking a trough sized cup of coffee. My head is pounding and every person that talks to me sounds like an annoying fire drill. Shut the fuck up, I don’t want to hear your complaints. I have complaints of my own that I like to keep buried deep, if you don’t mind. Sharing is not part of my job description. My job description isn’t even part of my job description.
I just want to be on an island somewhere off the coast of forever lounging lazily in a hammock with nothing to do but read books about obscure tortured artists trying to find their place in the world.
Is this too much to ask?
Every day at work I walk up the stairs and see this poor broken hair clip that everyone overlooks. I swear…I cannot remember a time working in this building when it has not been right on this step. I feel like I should give it a name. Poor broken hair clip. 😢 #work #notquitefriday
Always delivers, this one. ❤👍#ecards #work #twitter
Hmph. #work #humor @withinyouwithoutyou